A Time to Talk

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

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Dosti kya hai

क्या खबर तुमको दोस्ती क्या हैं

ये �

DUNIYAN ISHARYA KUN KARTI HAI

क्यों यह दुनिया दूसरे से इतनी ज्यादा

tum jo kehte hume

Tum jo kahte hume

Hum jaan laga dete

Aangan aapka sajane

Hum sara aasman

Another Crush

I don't want to keep feeling this way,

Because each time I come closer, you move away.

Days come and go

Days come and go

But my feelings for you are forever

I am just not capable

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AANKHON MEIN BHARE VIHAAG

बीती विभावरी जाग री!

अम्बर पनघट मे�

Broken Like Me

I see a sea of faces,

many I have never met,

but yet I feel compassion for them.<

You Have Shattered Every Memory Of Us

You have drowned every emotion of us,

Held it underwater until it could no longer breathe

Friends Apart

we've always been together,

we did everything with laughter,

we thought it was fo

jiwan hi hai sundarta

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